Thanks and love to Terry for helping me discover this beautiful poem.
Annie thank you for sharing this beautiful site with me. Think of you often. Take care LOVE YOU BOTH Jess �Happiness, that grand mistress of the ceremonies in the dance of life, impels us through all its mazes and meanderings, but leads none of us by the same route.�
Annie- I'm so glad I found you! You are a light in my life. Our son's will shine forever...(I'm trying to write you as I speak).Love Always, Terry
Sis. Link,You were my AMAZING relief society adviser a few years ago in the 150th ward. I send you my condolences for the loss of you son. I remember you spoke about him often. My old roommates, who were also in the ward, send you their love as well. God bless you and your family! Thank you for your example!Love,Erica Lee, Maggie (Cremeniuc) Hewlett, Vanessa (Chase) Jenkins, Jessica (Aquino) Greenfield, Jeanine Curtis.
I love this blog site. So positive even amidst the pain of losing your precious boy. I lost my oldest boy (age 10) last July and know how hard it can be to remain positive. :)Sal
Seven years ago, our son died—he was 18He’s 25 nowWe pray that he’s happy; that he is accomplishing much good for himself and those around himWe know that loved ones are there helping him and he is helping themWe remember him every dayWe miss him every day and look forwardWho he was, who he is, the man he will becomeWhen we next see himLife goes on; but it seems like it shouldn’tThere’s that hole in our hearts that never healsAn emptiness that is now part of usWe’re missing one of our childrenGavin . . . James . . .Our biggest joy is to hear their namesWe ask you our friends and family to say their namesTo talk about our sonsDon’t think that we want to forget We want to remember. Our joy is rememberingAnnie & Greg, I love your site Annie . . . celebrating the joys of life and family.Remembering Gavin and looking forward with faith.Carol and I think about you and Gavin often.Love,Randy Smith
That's the most beautiful thing I've read, Randy. Thank you so much for sharing so others could read it.
How'd you hold up today mom? I wish we could have talked. My heart is holding yours. I love you!
HOPE (written for annie) a. sun shine 4/18/08 "Death is not the end just a change of worlds." Old voices rise from red dust, among high cool canyons walls and tell me so...Ocean waves of lightgreet himas he steps onto eternal beaches.Who knows who greeted him,who heard his first laughterin those high majestic halls...Was he afraid? I ask myself. No, I reply, no not even in thought.Did he hesitate? I think. No, I think. Did he ever hesitate in this life?And when he saw the task ahead? Did he doubt it could be done? No, I whisper. Because "Death is not the end just a change of worlds."Would he not be as strong there as he was here??Today, I stand still...watching oceans and beach,they will pass away.Dwelling in light that is shadow to a supreme light.The hope isthat those eternal beacheswill not be empty, and that alone I willnot take my first steps there.Hope will become truth when I change worlds...andFamiliar laughter will ring the halls of heaven. My Hope dwells in ocean waves of light.
Randy-Thank you for your beautiful words. You, of course, understand so fully. You and Carol have been in my prayers through all these years and now, for this season, you're the ones giving me comfort. I'm so grateful for your understanding hearts. So grateful.
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